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Friday, August 10, 2012
Always looking up to my mom
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Though I may have to rescind that if she keeps whooping me at Words with Friends, LOL. I always thought I was pretty good at grammar, words and spelling, but she is showing me just how much I don't know. And the words she comes up with. OMG... Some of them I have never even heard of. (I think she's cheating, hehehe).
"A complex Freudian hallucination having something to do with your mother"
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- A gallon of milk costs?
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- Haven't won in a while
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